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Westside Gunn - Horses On Sunset Lyrics



Westside Gunn - Horses On Sunset Lyrics
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Brrt
Brrt

Drip drop, let the world drip drop (ah)
Blood on your shit, let it drip dry (Griselda, ah)
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven then he could have died holy, die holy
With your chain on and your Rollie
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven and he could have died holy

Ayy, yo, I'm up at Jose's eatin' cornish hens (ah)
I got the Benz parked on Sunset, sink or swim (ah)
Pierre called in, called again
A half a mil' upon my arm again
Piece to Chef Liz, I got the square shares marvelous
They say Jesus was a carpenter
I'ma shoot it up (boom, boom, boom)
Bitches wanna know my net worth
You can Google those
They still move by a few digits, I got stupid dough
If he get put, put this in your pussyhole (ah)
My crack pack sweatin' like peaches (peaches)
I'm the dancefloor, 10s got creases
Yours not looking less with y'all sneakers (sneakers)
I'm on Dior and Adidas
They even sell Adidas back in '04
Carry them and strut like she a diva, seen her last week
She smoked the teeth out her and GG, it came through (brrt)
Tried to set the title to IKEA (ah)
She want a nine-hundred, meet me by the cleaners (brrt)

Drip drop, let the world drip drop (ah)
Blood on your shit, let it drip dry (ah)
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven then he could have died holy, die holy
With your chain on and your Rollie
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven and he could have died holy

The picture of Marilyn Monroe
Arguably one of the most iconic pictures of the twentieth century
Where should we start this?
One hundred million, at one hundred million
At one hundred ten million
One hundred ten million
One twenty
At a hundred and twenty million, the gentleman's bid here
One hundred thirty million
At one hundred and thirty million
Adrien, you have it at one hundred forty million
At one hundred and forty five, I'll take (fifty)
One hundred and fifty million (one hundred and sixty)
One hundred and sixty million
The Marilyn at one hundred and sixty million
Here it is at one hundred and seventy million dollars
One seventy is bid and selling
Here it is then the gentleman's bid, ladies, gentlemen
At one hundred and seventy million for the Warhol
Is selling here
One hundred and seventy million dollars
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English

Brrt
Brrt

Drip drop, let the world drip drop (ah)
Blood on your shit, let it drip dry (Griselda, ah)
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven then he could have died holy, die holy
With your chain on and your Rollie
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven and he could have died holy

Ayy, yo, I'm up at Jose's eatin' cornish hens (ah)
I got the Benz parked on Sunset, sink or swim (ah)
Pierre called in, called again
A half a mil' upon my arm again
Piece to Chef Liz, I got the square shares marvelous
They say Jesus was a carpenter
I'ma shoot it up (boom, boom, boom)
Bitches wanna know my net worth
You can Google those
They still move by a few digits, I got stupid dough
If he get put, put this in your pussyhole (ah)
My crack pack sweatin' like peaches (peaches)
I'm the dancefloor, 10s got creases
Yours not looking less with y'all sneakers (sneakers)
I'm on Dior and Adidas
They even sell Adidas back in '04
Carry them and strut like she a diva, seen her last week
She smoked the teeth out her and GG, it came through (brrt)
Tried to set the title to IKEA (ah)
She want a nine-hundred, meet me by the cleaners (brrt)

Drip drop, let the world drip drop (ah)
Blood on your shit, let it drip dry (ah)
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven then he could have died holy, die holy
With your chain on and your Rollie
They said they shot him six times
I said you should have shot him seven and he could have died holy

The picture of Marilyn Monroe
Arguably one of the most iconic pictures of the twentieth century
Where should we start this?
One hundred million, at one hundred million
At one hundred ten million
One hundred ten million
One twenty
At a hundred and twenty million, the gentleman's bid here
One hundred thirty million
At one hundred and thirty million
Adrien, you have it at one hundred forty million
At one hundred and forty five, I'll take (fifty)
One hundred and fifty million (one hundred and sixty)
One hundred and sixty million
The Marilyn at one hundred and sixty million
Here it is at one hundred and seventy million dollars
One seventy is bid and selling
Here it is then the gentleman's bid, ladies, gentlemen
At one hundred and seventy million for the Warhol
Is selling here
One hundred and seventy million dollars
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Writer: Alvin Lamar Worthy, Aaron Cooks
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network




Westside Gunn - Horses On Sunset Video
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Performed By: Westside Gunn
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Alvin Lamar Worthy, Aaron Cooks

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